Chapter 13

Cameron chuckled and tugged Josette back onto the dance floor. "Because that idiot had one of his drones snap my picture, and..." He spun her around and back into his arms. Josette was painfully aware of his scent. It was a very expensive cologne and very distinctive, or perhaps because he wore it, it made it distinctive.

He loved to manipulate her; by making her feel uncomfortable each time they were together. She spoke softly as he drew her back into his embrace, "and?" he chuckled and spun her around and pulled her back against him. He lowered his lips to her ear and she could feel the warmth of his breath against her cheek. "Does it matter?"

Josette could not control her heartbeat, nor could she stop the shortness of her breath as he held her so close. The shear power of his presence was over whelming. "You love to manipulate us. You take great pleasure in this don't you?" Josette was painfully aware of her body's betrayal feeling the hard press of his sex against her thigh.

"Why are you playing this game with me? You know you want to be with me, you want me as bad as I want you."

Josette felt her breath catch as his audacity and without thought she shifted into mist form. Her direction to get away from Cameron was the library in Collinwood. However, much to her amazement, when she rematerialized and got her senses in order, she saw the mocking smile and dark look of pure passion smoldering in Cameron's eyes. "You are so predictable my dear. Just admit. . . " He advanced on her and towered over her with a knowing smirk. "You want me."

Josette reacted before she knew what she was doing she had drawn her fist back to punch him in that mocking smirk he had on his stupid handsome face. Cameron caught her hand and by his own will power forced her back against the closed door pinning her against the door and him. Lifting her chin, he drop his lips to hers and forced a deep passionate kiss.

At first Josette resisted and then she relaxed into the kiss biding her time until he was ready to let her go. He did break the kiss. "You know, Damien is going to come after you now. Once he knows about you, he will want to use you against me. I don't know why you want to resist me. If you willingly submit to me, he will have no hold over your family or me. I will merely place you in sanctuary, where no one can touch you."

Jo knew exactly what he was getting to and shook her head. "I have my own powers I can use Cameron. I must admit I do not wish him to come after my mother or father or any member of my family, but I do not need your assistance. I just wanted to know why he was wanting my mother."

Camron sighed and pushed away from her and walked over to the rows of books on the shelves. "He was looking for a time folder, your mother can do that. He wants to go back and change something in time. I won't allow that or for him to harm any of your family." He turned and looked at her, "Or you. You really should quit playing hard to get and give into your emotions and feelings."

Josette sighed and moved to stand in front of the fireplace. Folding her arms over her chest she shook her head. "You are the most arrogant, self absorbed, narcissistic man I have ever had the regret of knowing. In what timeline do you think I could possibly allow you to be the first . . . " Her anger was now making her careless and the light of his enlightenment showed on his face.

"Ahh, I see what holds you back. You are still a virgin. You wish to make it a gift to your husband. How . . . ." he said it so derisively "quaint. So very old fashion and sweet." The way he said it made her feel naïve and foolish.

"You fault me because I have values? You are an arrogant ass." She spun around and opened the door and paused. Speaking to him but not facing him she said softly, "Perhaps you should re-evaluate your values and try it sometime it might be a refreshing change that would make you more attractive to . . ." she paused again and smiled "other women." She moved out of the door and out of sight.

Cameron pressed his microphone. "Okay team heads up. Damien Storm is going to try and alter the past thereby creating a rift in the time flow. He will be sending Valor back after Josette; her mother will not be a target at this point. We need to meet up at HQ and run some scenarios. I am sure Josette will wish to stay here, so I suggest we leave Logan, he can equal the powers of Valor and counter anything he tries until we figure out what my estimable brother is planning. I also suggest we leave a minimal strike team behind of six men, I will put a spell of protection over the two houses until we can figure out what Damien is planning."

With that, Camron disappeared from the library leaving behind a residual of his presence. With Cameron's disappearance the room became charged and in a pop and a soft flash of a teleportation spell, Damien popped into the room. "Damnit, I was just a few minutes late."

Damien and Cameron had been born twins, both reared by a man that would have drowned his children had they proven any less than he expected from them. Damien had held to his father's dark teachings where Cameron was now flirting with light powers.

He looked over the opulent surroundings of this house and smiled. "Well, well I could get used to this." The door opened again and Josette entered. Her face was flushed and she was still in the heat of her earlier anger and she smiled tightly at Damien thinking he was Cameron. "Oh and I forgot to give you something." He watched with intense interest the woman that had his brother's attention even to the point of him offering to protect them.

He could feel the residual of his brother's magic and the stifling protection spell he had put over the home. He watched her move to him, grabbed the front of his coat and planted a sweet tender kiss on his lips. She stepped back and spoke softly to him, "Think about that at night when you are lying in bed all alone and wondering why I choose to keep my virginity for my husband, a man I choose to love and give of myself." She turned to move away from him and his hand was quick to grab her turning her around and speak softly to her.

"Josette Collins, you do not know what you see, look into my eyes and into my soul. Know I am not my brother and choose not to look or act like him." Taking his hand he moved it across her face and cupped her cheek with his palm. Just his touch made her feel sick to her stomach. Here she thought that feeling was just her anger when she kissed him. Her eyes grew wide and her face paled.

His evil presented a strong aura around and she swayed. He caught her and set her on the chair. He whispered in her ear knowing full well she would hear him even in her unconscious state. "Were it not for the protection spell over this house you would be with me. As it stands, I have a spell that can get me out of here. For now you are safe, but know this, I will come back for your mother and you. Cameron will pay for this affront to my plans."

Turning on his heel he concentrated and waited as a dimensional door opened to allow him to leave. As the room grew more normal and the evil that had permeated it earlier dissipated, Josette opened her eyes.

Smelling a familiar scent, she stood and pivoted on her toes to see the shimmering image of her name sake, "Moi Petite, you must take care around this one. He is very dangerous for you and your mother. He could mean the death of us all if we do not get help." Her image slowly dissipated from view and the chilling message made Josette very upset and sick to her stomach.

Not wanting to converse with any one, Josette shifted to mist form and drifted on air to reappear inside her bedroom at her parents home Moving to her bathroom, she dry heaved into her toilet, then she collapsed on the floor. Resting her arm on the seat, she pressed her forehead to her arm. Closing her eyes she took a cleansing breath and then let it out.

"Are you all right my dear?" It was the sound of Logan's voice over her.

Lifting her head she shook it. "I need a few minutes to compose myself Logan. It was very uncomfortable and it has physically made me sick. He looks like Cameron, and I thought he was. I met him tonight. Damian Storm came looking for his brother and he threatened us all. He was horrible, evil incarnate. "

Logan moved to her sink and wet a washcloth with cool water and then brought it back and handed it to her.

"Here, you need this."

She smiled at him and took the cloth. "Thank you." Logan lowered himself to the floor and drew his knees to his chest hugging his arms around them. If Jo did not know any better she would have felt they were about to do some girl talk.

"There is a lot you don't know about Cameron, he did come from a questionable back ground but he has assured us all he will never go dark. Lord help us all if he did. We would be in for one of the longest worst battles."

Josette looked at the toe of her shoes. "Really he is that powerful?"

Logan sighed, "He is more than that powerful. He is phenomenal. He makes a very bad enemy." Josette wanted to brush her teeth. Holding her hand up, Logan stood and pulled her into his arms and looked deeply into her eyes. "Think before you cross him Jo, he leaves more of a nasty taste in your mouth than Damian."

Josette wiped her mouth and then her face, looking at Logan in the mirror she sighed. "The power his brother held was very over whelming."

Logan nodded, "He has the command of his mind to create chaos around him. Where Cameron inherited the warlock powers, Damien inherited the psyche power. He can manipulate objects and read minds. He can levitate himself if need be. He cannot best Cameron in the field of magic but he can over power your mind and make you do things you do not want to do."

This sent an icy cold chill down her spine and goose bumps raised on her arms. The dark power magic she could understand and handled, the mind control was a bigger more invasive part of this big picture. It was nothing more than bordering on possession in her books. Logan's deep somnolent tone continued.

"The sad part is, you know he has control and if he blocks the memories, it would be as if you never knew what he had made you do. These are called psychic blocks. You are nothing more than a puppet doing what he wishes at his whim. If he is really cruel, he would let you know you are being manipulated by his powers and you know there is nothing you can do about it."

Jo shivered again and felt her stomach roil as such a thought. "Is there nothing that can be done to protect against this power?" If this were the case, she would need to get some protection for her family and soon. Logan smiled and nodded.

"Yes, there is. It just takes someone with a stronger psychic ability to put a block in place, he would spend way too much time navigating your mind to do an id insinuation on you."

Jo leaned her head over and rested her forehead on top of the sink basin her voice was muffled as she spoke softly, "Then we must put these into place as soon as possible. To whom do we go to obtain this protection?"

Logan gently stroked the back of her neck and smiled indulgently down on her curly topped head. "My dear you are speaking with the one man that can help and has already put in the blocks for you. If your entire family is to be protected, then I need to spend at least an hour alone with each of them. That is when I do this my dear it will exhaust me and I will require at least 1 full day to recoup after each session. In the meantime, we will just need to keep a close eye on you all."

Josette lifted her gaze and peered into the deep concern expressed in his gaze. "My sweet dear Logan, I am so sorry. You are going to be pretty useless for the team after taking care of my family."

Logan leaned forward and placed a light kiss on her brow. "I would say it would be worth it. Now come on we have a lot of work to do."

Jeanette shifted on the balls of her feet, she wanted to hit something, glancing around she saw Bobby Taylor trying to network with the top echelon of Collinsport. She considered hitting him but he had done nothing wrong so far. She sighed; she looked around seeing her father and the searched for her sister and saw her on the dance floor with Cameron.

Damn he looked hot this night and he had the hots for her sister. She looked around hoping that Radu had been part of the attack team unfortunately he had not. She wondered where he was and then felt a nudge at her hand and looked down at the beautiful white wolf at her side. She hated to admit it but she was so glad to see him. "Hey Mutt, glad to see you made it. Lets go for a walk on the beach I feel a need for some action."

Radu cocked his head whimpered then yipped and went with a bound off towards the beach. She took her shoes off and ran after him, her white gown contrasting with the dark of the night.

He beat her to the beach and waited, when she arrived, he leapt at her knocking her down then lay on top of her, shimmering into view he smiled into her gaze and said, "Action? What kind of action?"

He had moved to lower his head to her lips and she flipped her legs up catching around the neck and flipping him backwards. He laughed, "Oh you want to play rough?" He shifted into mist came up behind her and picked her up and swung her around.

"Not fair, using your eldritch powers. Can't you face me like a man?"

He twirled her around to face him then captured her lips plundering her mouth. "Wait," she broke the kiss. "Are you kissing me because of me or because I look like my mother when you knew her?"

Radu sighed, "I would have thought by now you would know that it's you I am attracted to and not your image as your mother. I will always protect your mother but I want you Jeanette Victoria."

She laughed, "Then you gotta catch me." She tripped him backwards dashing away only to be tackled and held under his body. He stared into the ever-changing colors of her eyes and he read her with the shift of color in her eyes.

"You are so beautiful." He ran his hands through her hair unbinding her hair so it lay out around her head.

She took her fingers and ran them through his hair, "I think I would like to be kissed now." He smiled and lowered his lips to her. The kiss was gentle and then it became more demanding. Damian watched the two on the beach and found it charming but boring as he considered how he was going to get at his brother. Perhaps he should visit his brother Baal and see what he had to say about this situation.